[Hokage] One tit for another

The heavy rain was pattering down the ground, and the dark blackness on the horizon seemed to blur like splashed ink, seeping into the rain little by little.The mountains are very quiet, the birds are curled up and sleeping among the branches, only the tall and low stone monuments stand upright, casting small shadows on the ground.But the impenetrable dark clouds blocked the sun, so those faint shadows were also blurred into irregular balls, mixed with the muddy ground.

The sound of the rain is noisy, just like the streets of the Uchiha clan, the clansmen gather together to whisper and polish the kunai in their hands.However, there are no clansmen here, and there are no bustling streets.Some are just a barren valley and the remains of steles all over the ground.

More and more rainwater gathered in the mud, forming a trickle, and the soft green grass fell down along the trickle like algae, and attached to the ground.

The oil-paper umbrella cut off the pouring rain, and the ticking arc of the rain curtain blurred my vision.Amidst the messy lines and light and shadow, I stood quietly with my eyes downcast.

In fact, I can imagine the appearance of that stele without looking at it. Every word on it is very clear.I've seen it countless times over the past nine years.This kind of scene has long been not uncommon.

But after nine years, this valley finally welcomed the first living person other than me.

Itachi knelt down at my feet, staring blankly at the line of small characters on the stone tablet of his parents.

The cold rainwater mixed into a muddy soup on the ground. Itachi didn't open an umbrella, just kneeling in the muddy water on the ground, half-lowered his head, letting the water stains flow down his hair wantonly, wet through his clothes.

Long black hair fell down, covering his face.I couldn't see his expression clearly, I only knew that his face was covered with water marks, and I didn't know if he was secretly crying because of the rain.

But he is not a child now, how can he shed tears casually?There was nothing to cry about, it was his own choice, his own sin, even if the pain turned into blood and vomited from his heart, he still had to grit his teeth and not look back.

My verdict has also come down, and Konoha decided to seal my chakra, and let Itachi, Naruto, and Kakashi jointly supervise my every word and deed.To put it bluntly, the old guys in the advisory group can't do anything about me. They dare not hand over my "omniscient and omnipotent" treasure, and they are even more reluctant to destroy it. The pressure kept me in Konoha.

In name, the external statement is "Uchiha Sasuke will be detained in Konoha, and we will discuss it later", but in fact it is to tolerate my free activities in Konoha to the maximum extent.Of course, this free activity is also based on the premise of seeing as few people as possible.

But this state can't last long. I don't believe that the masked man can stand it when the five major countries are in such a mess. If he doesn't take this opportunity to jump out and make big news, he won't be Uchiha!

And once it gets messy, Konoha will rely on me again.

Of course, the first thing I did after I was free was to press Itachi to the grave of my parents, just like I said at the beginning.

It's hard to describe Itachi's expression when he saw the mountain of steles, he seemed to be in a daze, as if an invisible mountain was pressing down on his head, as if a knife had been deeply inserted into his flesh and blood, he trembled all over, His back bent down, and he staggered and knelt in front of the stele.

Then, his head never raised again, it seemed that something was stuck on his neck, making him unable to breathe anymore, like a defeated dog in a mess.

But Itachi didn't just lie down and cry bitterly like I hoped, he has always been tolerant, and he has been a stubborn and stubborn child since he was a child.He never said anything on his mind, and when he was sad, he forced himself to laugh as if nothing had happened. He would not cry, act like a baby, or express his demands.

So, he can hide everything.Even if that kind of pain has blossomed from the bottom of his heart, he can silently wrap the flower with his own flesh and blood, and let the sharp thorns on the flower tear every inch of his heart.

Just like now, he just knelt there, motionless, but it seemed that a depressive and bitter wine was fermenting in the air.The heavy rain could not drain that black flame, but made his pain more intense.

long silence.

I buried the eyes I got back from Danzo back in the soil, and snatched Shisui's eyes back from Itachi's hand... It's not appropriate to say "snatch", I just asked Itachi directly if he wanted to return Shisui's eyes Eye, he handed it to me stiffly, as if he wanted to ask a lot, but when he moved his mouth, he couldn't make a sound.

I don't want to pay attention to Itachi's inner world, I just did what I should do.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the raindrops hit the huge oil-paper umbrella, playing softly like the wind blowing the lotus leaves, echoing repeatedly in the empty valley.

Even though I was holding an umbrella, the damp moisture in the air still wet the corners of my clothes.The wounds on the chest that were pulled out were a little stinging. These wounds were strategically located, and they were all covered by the clothes. As long as I pay attention to pulling up the neckline and not revealing the wound on my shoulder, I won't be noticed.

However, I always felt that Itachi had a cold expression when I came out of the dungeon, and he always swept over my injured place intentionally or unintentionally.

The feeling of suffocation came again.

I closed my eyes slightly, and felt that the fingertips became cold and stiff little by little, as if a pale blizzard was raging in my mind, tearing everything to pieces.

"do you know?"

Mom asked me to take care of you before she died, and told me not to give up on you no matter what happened.She wants you to live well, even if you kill her.

Not knowing what kind of mood I was in, I opened my mouth softly, breaking the silence in the valley.

My voice was hoarse from the heavy rain, and I was going to say this because I knew how it would hurt Itachi.Maybe I can completely defeat him, this is his sin, and he should kneel in front of his parents' grave to repent.But my tail trembled imperceptibly.

Itachi raised his head to look at me, his expression was engulfed by great sadness, and beyond the overlapping shadows and broken lines, I seemed to see those scarlet eyes, the twisted and crazy pain was like hot blood, burning until I bottom of my heart.

I couldn't help being taken aback.

The pain was so intense that in a trance, I seemed to suddenly recall Itachi's eyes, which were as penetrating as ever.

It was as if in the boundless snow-capped mountains, a little ink dripped in suddenly, burning a small hole in the perfect white snow.

I have been blinded by the white snow and lost my direction, but suddenly I saw this black spot, which is obviously the ugliest flaw, but it can't be erased from the snow-white storm anyway, instead it rises more and more, exaggerating .

But it was this thick black that saved me from the raging blizzard.

I silently squeezed the hand holding the umbrella tightly. After a long time, I felt a trace of warmth and pain flowing back from my fingers.

Itachi seemed to have a premonition of what I would say, but like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, he was unresisting and willing, waiting for me to push him into a more terrifying hell.

Countless words choked in my throat.

After a long time, I turned my head and said in a low voice: "Mom and Dad love you very much."

I still didn't say it after all.That's my mom's little secret, forever.

Mom definitely doesn't want Itachi to know this, so how can I tell Itachi in front of my mother?

But Itachi didn't feel good because of my "kindness". He trembled and fell down deeply, pressing his forehead to the ground, almost submerged in the water.

His hands were sunk deep into the soil, their veins exposed.

Maybe Itachi already knew.

No matter how dissatisfied he was with his father's power, how disappointed he was with his clan's self-righteousness, and how many messy things he thought about when wandering between the family and the village.

No matter how many rifts developed between him and his father, no matter how cold and contentious their relationship was.

When Itachi walked behind his parents step by step and held up the blood-dripping sword, he must have realized it.

Parents are not unaware of their own fate, and they never thought of sacrificing their sons.

On the contrary, at the end of the day, they still regard the eldest son as their greatest pride and have never wavered.

This is a privilege that only belongs to the eldest son.

On the night of the genocide, Itachi cried.

It is not because of the despair of killing relatives, nor is it because of fear and confusion about the future, nor is it to vent the pain that has been suppressed for a long time. ——He was originally an old bastard who knocked out his teeth and swallowed his stomach.

But because of the unreserved love of his parents for him.

It has always been like this, the only thing that can make people feel pain is love.

I don't know if Itachi has regretted and wavered during the long wandering and self-exile, I only know that that kind of love has become a nightmare that he can never escape.

This mountain of corpses is the shackles that Itachi can never escape.

But the saddest thing is that we both know it.

——Even if Itachi had to choose again, he would still do it.

Itachi finally had enough of soaking in the muddy water and straightened up silently.He looked like a beggar on the street, and I stood next to him, spotless, like a well-groomed executioner.

"puff".

The sound of slight skin cracking sounded in the rain, and blood splashed out like a rainbow in the sky, falling on the ground in front of the stone tablet.A few tiny drops of blood splashed on the corner of the stele and shattered into little flowers.

I pulled out the shoulder of Kunai Itachi, and stabbed it hard and urgently, but Itachi didn't have the slightest surprise, nor did he dodge or sway, as if the Kunai had been inserted into his body .

Itachi just kept silent, kneeling firmly, accepting all of me without reservation, no matter it was punishment or gift, even if I wanted to kill him on the spot, he would just stick out his neck obediently.No, even with one look from me, he would kill himself for fear of getting my hands dirty.

The blood spread quickly, staining half of Itachi's body red.

eye for eye.

Even if my parents don't pursue it, I still want to pay homage to it.As I said before, the blood of that bastard, Itachi, must be sacrificed to the stele.

However, if this is the case, my mother will definitely be angry.

She sure doesn't want to see me hurt Itachi.

But I've been working hard, Mom, because I just can't let Itachi go.Blood relationship is really a scary thing. It seems that only the most insignificant thin thread connects a thousand worlds, making a person special, so special that I am willing to give up everything.

I quickly sent this bloody kunai into my lower abdomen again, it didn't seem too painful, the cold rain dripped down the kunai into my wound, it was a bit strange.

Itachi's shoulders trembled.

This guy, even if he was stabbed straight into the shoulder by Kunai, he was as silent as a mountain, but he trembled because of the small sound of skin and flesh cracking.

But he didn't look up at me after all, and he didn't know if he lost the courage to look up.On the contrary, as if trying to restrain himself, he lowered his head even deeper, digging his fingers in the ground so hard that his nails burst.

I shouldn't have stabbed Itachi, so this time, it's repaying him.

I threw the blood-stained kunai in front of Itachi, then turned and left, leaving Itachi alone kneeling in the rain.

The author has something to say: Alright, brother Weasel has finally come back to visit the grave, and the bad debt of extermination is barely covered by Erdan.Today's author has something to say that the content of the column is a bit messy, so let me sort it out.

1. A lot of little angels asked me how Erdan’s body is, and this chapter is also the first manifestation.To borrow the words of a little angel, "Didan's eyes are originally a switch, but now that the switch is broken, his ability will always be on." Some people remember saying that when the eyes of Dodge are turned on, he will become a virtuous person. Or mode?One of the side effects now is that he can only stay in the sage mode, and it is estimated that he will get lost behind the door of truth and cannot extricate himself.So after changing eyes, the bastards in these chapters are weird, and he has already had a problem.

2. Everyone must have a deep understanding of what Erdan did. He is equivalent to a super terrorist, pulling lights and the like?No matter whether he wants to reform or not, what is the truth, but in the eyes of the public, he is the heinous criminal, just like Konoha, and Lei Tu Mizukage will definitely tear him to pieces.In the previous deal between Erdan and Tsunade, only brother Itachi was mentioned, and he himself was "at his disposal", that is to say, according to common sense, he should be sent to the Federation of Five Great Powers and executed in public to express public outrage.But Er Dan is confident because of his own strength and he knows too much. Konoha has nothing to do with him, so he can only hold his nose and admit it.Konoha has treated him very well, this is absolutely true shady + back door.Konoha saved Erdan from the furious Lei Mizuto Sankage. (Of course, the objective reason for being able to survive is that other countries have been weakened by the dick, and they have no time and qualifications to argue with Konoha.) The lungs are misleading.

3. Now, Konoha's handling of Erdan is to declare to the outside world that "seal Chakra, temporarily take him into custody, whether he will be executed everywhere, how to execute, and discuss slowly." In other words, Erdan [should] stay in prison, reprieve.Of course, this is the tactic of "drag".But in fact, Konoha sealed Erdan's Chakra, let the three Naruto guard him, and then tacitly agreed that he can move freely in Konoha.But because he is a prisoner, it's best not to get in touch with others, and don't go out to wander around.To put it bluntly, it means staying at home in prison and under house arrest.Erdan is now invisible.

4. Is Erdan really banned from chakra?The scheming egg represents a group of slag patterns on Konoha.He is now just waiting for Brother Tu to engage in the Fourth War.